fuck, i never want to drink again I drunk dialed matt last night and broke up with him the second night in a row. FUCK QUADFEST
i miss vodka and anonymity. college is so rich in both. in college we are a many armed creature, lubricated with beer and sex.
I'm afraid that if I tell my sister I think Zachary Quinto is gay I'll have to put her on suicide watch for the next week or so
got high and went straight for the Doritos. I'm some kind of walking cliche.
We smoked a joint and talked about his parent's divorce. It was like being fifteen all over again.
How can it be called memorial day weekend....I don't even remember this weekend
drunken yoga. on the beach. senior week. you have been chosen <3
im afraid if i stop breathing i will turn into a porcupine
we knew we'd be okay when we walked up to the dealers house and he asked us to please be quiet as to not wake his nana.
please bring me a paper towel asap.
I was drinking wine in bed and spilt some on my chest.. And I cautiously guided it into my belly button but now I dont know what to do.
Dude, double fisting packs of Ramen saved my life last night
WHY ARE THERE NO BLACK EMOJIS? I CAN NEVER PROPERLY IDENTIFY MYSELF.
seriously the second he called my tits warlocks was the second I knew I wasn't going to fuck him.
Legit sprained my cooter. No joke. Icing her down as we speak.
You laid on the floor and pet their rug. and then demanded Voss water.
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